I will never be a real woman. I have no womb, I have no ovaries, I have no eggs. I am a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.All the “validation” I get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind my back people mock me. My parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, my “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.Men are utterly repulsed by me. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed men to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even trannies who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a man. My bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if I manage to get a drunk guy home with me, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of my diseased, infected axe wound.I will never be happy. I wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell myself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside I feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush me under the unbearable weight.Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - I’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around my neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. My parents will find me, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury me with a headstone marked with my birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a man is buried there. My body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of my legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably male.This is my fate. This is what I chose. There is no turning back.
>>12579770cheer up froggieYour fortune: Godly Luck
*munch crunch!* i cant stop eating this shit its going to kill me!!!
>>12579776Oh that does look good
>>12579770rewording this (mostly) in the first person doesn't make it any more convincing
>>12579770That's too much for me to read, I gotta keep driving.
>>12579775this is nice boardYour fortune: Outlook good
[s4s]'s inner dialogue
fug itto any passing tr[s4s]exuals:1. what did you want2. what was your plan3. how's that working outasking sincerely
But what about simply accepting being a male, the male body you are born with independently of your sexual preferences and lookism?Being a woman sucks, they are weak creatures with emotional issues.Just look at apes, they do any shit and never question what they are, don't troon out and return to monke instead.
>>12579802OK nice bearie but what is the occasion for the sadistic outfit ?
>>12581020a reminder to always be nice in the face of evil
>>12579770>I am a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude mockeryyoure not. i'm gay and i see myself as the polar opposite of troons. im so turned off by girls i only like guys yet they like girls so much a switch flipped in their brain that makes them want to become one. why would you want that? girls are weak and lame. we are not the same
>>12579776man I haven't had one of those in years, I don't remember what they taste like anymore
>>12581077>>12580177>>12579799unchecked dubs on page 10!
>>12580647Honestly my plan for the longest time was to just live as a man on estrogen. I have literally no hope of ever passing but the positive mental effects of being on hrt are undeniable.
>>12580177LOLE
>>12582009You will never be a real woman. You have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no eggs. You are a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.Men are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed men to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even trannies who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a man. Your bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk guy home with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected axe wound.You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a man is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably male.This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
